Technical Writing & Random Thoughts

 

Old (& not particularly good) Poetry


The Brutality of Youth - The First Words :1991-1994
Vanity - Product of a Public Education :1995-1998
The Resident Muse - The Coffeehouse Era :1999-2000
Post Education - The Hardcore Haze :2001-2002
Overworked - Reflections On A Lesser Existence :2003-2006
Daily Missives - The Poem of the Day Collection :2005-2007
Sweet Dreams And Other Fictions - Randomly Inspired Musings :2008-

 

27 Reasons to Quit Smiling

The icy water rises up
from the bottom of the sea
and everything is suddenly
engulfed in a sort of
unbearable clarity.

and the more I try
to forget these things
the more these memories
force themselves on me... 

It was always my duty to remember-

but there are things that
given the chance - anyone else
would choose to forget... 
and there are things that I know
that haven't been discovered yet.

I only said goodbye to him
because of the knowledge 
entrusted to me - but I never 
pledged to secrecy... and I fled
instead of revealing treachery-
I could not bear the thought

I could not uphold their lack
of reciprocity... I could not bear
to watch the fire slowly die
I could not stay- or even pause
for long enough to say goodbye.

I wish that he would never 
look at me the way he does- 
asking every question 
that will never pass between 
the two of us again...

I wish that he would look away
when it is all too obvious-
nothing remains that either 
could ever say - to redefine
what little truth 
this fire has not yet burned away - 
and nothing can be done to realign
this vaguely defined reality 
where truth and trust diverge.

Before I Do
A Place With Shade
A World Without Glitter
Adam, Eve, and an Ill Fated Apple
Aftermath
All of Our Words
At Least I Still Have The Phone Numbers
Bad Drug
Being Infinite
Better Than This
Cold
Comprehensive
Conspiracy
A Farewell To Firesigns
Don't Tell Me How I'm Supposed to Fall
Down The 3rd Step to the Basement
Drive
Forget About Being Cool
Isn't It Obvious?
Different Than Mine
We Weren't Meant to Fly
I Am Only An Architect
Cotillion
I Know This Now
I Take This All
One Half Hour
Fatal Miscalculation
Mail-Order Life
fallacy
More Than I Deserve
My House
My World
One Girl Left Standing
Playing to Die
Please Stop Pushing Now
Recycled
Ritual
Soap Opera Life
From One, To The Other
Something Else Inspiring
From Far Away Places
Spitting Fire
Intersection
The Real Me
The Roomie
Waking Alone
Unforsaken
This, In Itself
Expectation
Underscore_Hate_Underscore
This One Is Untitled
Urbanized
... Is Fullness